Rode my bike to Cocktail Class at the new place today - probably a whopping 4 mile trip. Oh well, that's why I transferred it. That and the chick in the office at the Recovery Systems place was really giving me the red ass.
[Translation] Red Ass. That's coon ass for really irritating me.
Seems I just traded one irritant for another, though. The guy teaching the class at the new place looks and sounds like an old-school Baptist preacher. I'm pretty sure he's gonna test my patience, as all religious types ultimately do.
Gack. It's only 4 more weeks. It won't kill me, right?
It'll just make me wanna drink...
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